Kristie Somers is happy in her life. She has a promising career ahead of her, grandparents who love her--and no time for a man. Or so she thought until she was dropped in the year 1864 at the close of the Civil War. The handsome Union Colonel, Eric Langston, was a man to be hated. Her grandparents told her so. Her family has despised him for generations. He commanded the Yankee regiment that invaded her ancestral home; he was responsible for Whispering WIllows being burned to the ground. Why then, does her heart pound every time he enters a room? Why do his fiery kisses stir her like no man's ever have before? And how can she just overlook the fact that she knows he is destined to die an alcoholic?